Fall off the wagon Friday

So here it is, almost a month and a half into my 'juice fast'. It's not been so much a 'fast' as it has been replacing the majority of my meals with juice, and when I do eat solids, actually having a healthy meal, small portion and not over eating. And for whatever reason-that went out the door today. 5 pieces of fried chicken and a couple of Mexican pastries later, and I am pretty sure I want to crawl somewhere and hide. Not only do I physically feel horrid, but mentally and emotionally horrid as well. I want desperately to just throw up and go home and drink some fresh juice. I can't believe that this is what our society does to themselves day in and day out. I wish I could keep this feeling fresh in my mind to prevent this in the future, but I know it will happen again. And when it does, it truly renews my desire and willpower to continue to drink fresh juice and eat healthy meals.

Day 1, again

Today starts my 'first' day on the juice fast but for the second time. I've been 'mostly' juicing the past few weeks, but there have been moments of lost will power. I've been actually doing good with exercise, and now I need to step it up on the juice fast. So today starts day 1, again. Going to take it a day, then a week at a time. If all goes well, by halloween I should be my goal weight, or at least really close. And maybe even 'in shape'. This whole juice fast has been revolutionary for me and the way I view food and what I eat. I just no longer want to or am able to eat 'crap'. My body actually craves the fresh juices, craves the fresh vegetables and fruit. Hopefully, by blogging this I can hold myself more accountable and achieve more success. Wish me luck!

It's just a phone.

Last night, I dropped my iPhone for the umpteenth time. But this time, unlike all of the others, I got the dreaded shattered screen. From that single moment, my reaction was not what I expected it to be. Normally, I would have been in hysterics, dramatically proclaiming my life as I knew it was over. But last night, I had about 5-10 minutes of being pissed off at myself for dropping it, then a new mindset snuck in. It's just a phone. When it comes down to it, it's just a replaceable phone. How could I mope about 'mourning' my still working but shattered screen iPhone when so many others have much much worse problems in their life. I don't know if I contribute this to growing older and 'wiser' or an ever changing mind set or both. But I do know I like the direction my thoughts and actions are headed in my life.

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